Luyện nghe bài hát GREEDMAN

Greedman, so
Greedman, I think you've lost mind
You're nothing but a landmine in the fields of
You call yourself
You feel yourself
You see infallible
But the mirror fools
Looking very closely we see a clown
All dressed looking real fake putting others down

to my reason
There's no room left for
just a few more seasons left for the kill
You'll do for dollars
Kill for power
Do to shower you colleagues with strain
And when it's all all of you will be sucked under
You better run for cover there's nowhere left to hide

You make lie
for a dollar
But ten fold will come in your final hour
And when it's all over a will be sucked
The rest will be nestled shelters of sand
All you care about is
All you care is glory
All you care is that dirty, filthy cash



Greedman, alright...